Naina had just taken a warm bath, feeling like a fresh flower that had just flourished in the plant, and she put the towel on the chair while walking toward the dressing table. She took out her eyeliner and was about to open the lid, when she heard her phone vibrating continuously, making her annoyed.
She perused the numbers and contemplated who this unknown profile was.
Sighing, Naina took the call and heard a feminine voice from the other end - "Hi, I am Riddhima Choudhary."
When the woman didn't get any response from Naina. She mentioned - "Abhinav's Elder Sister."
Naina mouthed Oh in surprise, and wondered what his sister wanted to talk about with her. And how did she get her number? Perhaps from Abhinav's cellphone.
"Yes!" Naina replied to her gently.
"Can we meet?" Riddhima asked her in a nervous tone, and Naina could feel wrinkles under her eyes.
"But why?" She questioned her.
"I want to have an important discussion with you. Please don't refuse to come." Riddhima almost pleaded with her in a weak tone, and Naina reluctantly agreed while saying - "Ok, kaha milna hai."
"Humare Ghar. I will text you the address, tum kabhi bhi aa sakti ho but it'll be better agar tum 1 ghante baad mujhe milogi toh." Riddhima said in a soft voice, and Naina just hummed, rubbing her aching forehead in sheer annoyance.
"Ok!" Naina uttered, in a low voice.
"Thank you!" Riddhima said gently and disconnected the call.
"Yeh sahi hai, pehle bhai ne tang kiya aur ab behen peeche padhi hai milne ke liye. Aakhir chal kya raha hai inke mind me?" Naina thought suspiciously while slamming her hand on the table, and soon her phone chimed with a new notification from an unknown number.
Naina reads the address and wasn't surprised when she sees Bungalow's name written in the message.
She shook her head in exasperation, and went to change her dress as the one she was currently wearing wasn't suitable for outings.
At Abhinav's Bungalow.
Naina was rendered speechless when she was greeted by the lavishly styled home staff. They let her enter the posh four-story bungalow once Riddhima beckoned them, and Naina felt foreign around the royal architecture.
The Butler offered the young girl a glass of Orange Juice which she refused to take.
Naina had always seen people in tv shows drinking juices and having bread butter for the breakfast, but never thought it happens in reality too at rich places. Taking a deep breath while rubbing her sweaty palms, she took a quick glance at the ornately designed bungalow, counting the worth of every wall affixed there.
"You look good," Riddhima said formally.
"Thank you, so tell me...kya kaam tha?" Naina asked her as politely as she could.
"Come with me." She started to ascend the staircase which was swathed with pristine navy blue premium-quality carpet. Naina felt her unbalanced heartbeats now turning wilder while climbing with the well-maintained lady two steps ahead of her, and soon she was introduced to a sleeping Abhinav on the mahogany bed.
She found a couple of people present in the huge room, looking somber.
"Kya dikhana chahti hai aap mujhe?" Naina turned to ask Riddhima in a confused tone.
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